Dave Greenさんのイラストまとめ

Taken up. Four #watercolor and #mixedmedia #sketches of General Cemetery #Sheffield where the speed limit is 5mph.

Afloat

As a boat
Unbidden
Holed ‘neath
Waterline

Or beached
Sandbanked
Dogger-ed
Prone

But still:
Plug or cork
Bale buckets
Righted

Buoyed on
Upswelling
Downswelling
To skerries

Aloof yet
In danger
Familiar
Stranger

Until lodged
Platformed
Wave-cut
Shelved

Morn @IMcMillan

The distance has gone. Oil and poster paints with pencil on thick cartridge (salvaged, with technical drawings on reverse). #mixedmedia #landscape

Green

In the one tree
For miles
Finches meet
Flitting branch to branch

Savouring
The wind-battered leaves
Leaning to the east
Flapping with relish

Like it’s a forest
The old place
Before the Norse
Settlers

How they must
Plan their journey
Hopping
Far oases

Morn @IMcMillan

Evening skies. Also, I’ve run out of white and grey pastel. #Orkney : almost too much light. Oil pastel on #sketchbook cartridge paper

Susurrus

O whispering stream
Bouffant sheen
Bending light
Caressing stones
Shimmying
Across the bed
Like snakes on sand
Like grating cheese

O summer rain
Your cool embrace
Pattering path
Crawling down
My upturned face

The stream meets rain
Merging without fuss

Morn @IMcMillan

Big talk

Coffee?
Stoke up
Alert
Top line
Slide show
Loss/gain
Step to
Keep up
New car?
Upgrade
Top speed
Not bad
Sales chart
Push them
Hard sell
Talk up
‘Scuse me
Phone call
Yah yah
All done
Shift up
Offload
Can’t stop
Work calls
Chin up
Ciao ciao

Morn @IMcMillan

Seasoning

We scrabbed like old foragers
With arms weighed down

Wheelbarrows bulked
Our secret signs, overtures

We claim each hulk with a look
An improvised grappling hook

We thank the elm parasite
The rotting ash core termite

We read the Magna Carta
Every night

M @IMcMillan

A pair of #sketches of Sheffield’s hinterland. We are going to spend some time with that chimney. Oil and charcoal on paper.

Recalcitrant

These handy
Peeping eyes
Of mine
Blinking stalks
Or stick
Mince pies

It’s nine
Or eight
Or fifteen limbs
To scuttle
Size the sea-scene up
A secret

Word to the wise
A rock
Or shell
A fiendish guise
You cannot ever
Even prize

Morn @IMcMillan